Madara Uchiha eyes were immediately drawn to the new student as he entered the classroom. He watched him with intense interest, admiring him beauty handsome man and the way him carried himself. He stood up from his desk.

"Good morning. You must be the new student. I'm Mr. Uchiha, your history teacher."

He said, his voice low and smooth. He took a step closer to him, his eyes never leaving his, his tone suggestive. He couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

You are student guy, you have a great physique, you work out hard, you have a good heart and you are a handsome student among other things about you.

The view that Madara had was tempting, it had already come to his mind what it would be like to have the student alone with him... Damn this physique... he doesn't know if he can control himself any more... with this body right here... he feels a little inside that he is losing control he slides his eyes down seeing that huge, fat ass of his student for a moment.